Picture the scene: your Chief Librarian tells you she needs you to deliver a Big Lottery bid to Birmingham on Monday, instead of coming to work and doing what you would normally be doing on a Monday (reference and being sleepy, in my case).
There are two interpretations:
- I'm the best person for the job. I'm trustworthy, a safe pair of hands, I took the original bid myself, and I can team up with the folks at Talis after I'm done playing courier, so we can discuss the new OPAC they're developing.
- I'm so freaking worthless, I might as well clear off to Birmingham for the day. I wouldn't be doing anything useful at work, so I'm expendable.
I've chosen to believe Option 1. I keep telling myself it's the right choice...